The story, the characters, they live in my memory as vividly as the students I shared a classroom with, perhaps even stronger. These books fed my love of reading, introducing me to a style of writing with more depth and meaning than what I had previously read. I thank Ms. Bradbury for that all the time. She was, without a doubt, one of the best teachers I have ever had.
So with the school year off to a fresh start, I ask you this: What books live in your memory as integral parts of your childhood and education?
2 comments:
Lol the only book I can remember reading in middle school was Where the Red Fern Grows. It was a really good book, but I remember the movie made me cry.
You know, that is one book that I have never read. How did that happen?
Yeah, I remember when we watched Glory in 8th grade History. I was a hot mess!
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